"This is the last box." Brett says placing it in the living room where all of Santana and Cal's stuff is right now.
"Thanks my strong handsome man." Santana says wrapping her arms around his neck.
"You're just saying that because I just unloaded the van all by myself." Brett says wrapping his arms around her.
"Maybe," Santana says smiling at him.
"It's okay, I still love you even if you don't like moving heavy boxes." Brett jokes.
Santana lightly whacks his arm, but snuggles into him as Cal comes running out.
"All done," Cal says running out.
"Did you put things away or dump all your boxes out on the floor?" Santana asks already knowing the answer.
"I'll go put them away." Cal says pouting.
Santana sighs leaning back into Brett; this move has taken them a week. What with Brett having to make room and move some of his furniture out into the garage.
"So I was thinking we need a new couch." Santana says looking around thinking everything screams bachelor pad. "Actually I think we should use all my furniture instead of yours."
"You can decorate however you want. All I need is my workshop out back." Brett tells her.
"I've got to figure out where everything should go now." Santana says detaching herself from Brett.
"Just tell me if you want anything moved." Brett says just as he phone rings. "It's your dad, I'm going to take it in the other room, it could be business."
"Well remind him that we're both on vacation and you aren't working for another two months." Santana says after him.
'Hi Ned, did you find what I'm looking for?' Brett asks closing the study door.
'It's pricey man,' Ned, Brett's real-estate agent friend says.
'I know, but it's where I need to build my house.' Brett says.
'So close to the Lopez Mansion? The land itself is half a million for ten acres.' Ned says shocked his friend has had a change of heart on where he wants to live.
'You do know I'm dating Santana Lopez right?' Brett asks.
'Yes, but it's really expensive to buy for someone you're dating?' Ned asks.
'I plan on marrying her one day and this is the perfect place for us to raise a family.' Brett says.
'Okay man, I'll start working on getting you the property.' Ned tells him.
'Thanks man,'
Brett hangs up and walks back out to see Santana already moving stuff around in the living room.
"Do you need any help?" Brett asks leaning in the doorway.
"I don't think so, can you take those boxes into our room." Santana says pointing at four boxes that have her shoes in them.
"Shoes?" Brett asks picking up a surprisingly heavy box.
"Yep, then you can move those boxes into the kitchen and the boxes by the door into the study." Santana tells him.
"You're lucky I love you so much." Brett says.
"Hurry up, I also need you to move this couch." Santana says.
Brett shakes his head, but starts moving the boxes. He loves having them here that he'll be her pack mule until she redecorates the house how she wants it. He realizes that his house is a complete bachelor pad and wants her and Cal to feel at home here.
It takes a while five hours for them to get the living room how Santana wants and to set up the other side of the study for Santana's work.
"How about we order a pizza? I don't feel like cooking." Santana says as they flop onto the couch.
"Sure, you want half mushroom, half pepperoni?" Brett asks wanting to make sure he orders the right kind for Cal.
Even though they've been dating for months and he's known her and Cal for over a year he still gets nervous.
"B," Santana says grabbing his hands. "You know what Cal likes; you don't need to ask me."
"I just don't want to mess up." Brett softly says.
Santana's about to reply when Cal comes running down from his new room.
"I'm hungry," Cal says standing right in front of them.
"Brett's ordering pizza for us." Santana tells her son.
"I want pepperoni!" Cal shouts.
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Later that night Brett has just put Cal to bed and walking into the bedroom to find Santana changing.
"You look hot like this." Brett says walking over and wrapping his arms around her naked body.
"You're just saying that because you want sex." Santana chuckles.
"Well that and you are extremely hot." Brett says wiggling her eyebrows.
"Come on horn dog let's go to bed." Santana says pulling him with her to bed.
"So are we going to have sex?" Brett asks confused.
"If you get in bed and naked now then we can." Santana says opening the blanket for him.
He quickly strips and jumps into bed.
"Ready babe," Brett says.
"Good you are cute." Santana says shaking her head.
"So is that a no?" Brett asks.
Santana silences him with a kiss, climbing on top of him.
"I'm on top," Santana tells him leaning down to kiss him.
"So fucking hot," Brett says licking his lips.
Santana smirks, reaching down and grabbing him. She starts stroking him causing him to become extremely hard.
"Oh," Brett moans bucking his hips up.
She continues to stroke him for a few minutes watching his face the whole time. She can tell he's really close.
"Don't you dare come." Santana orders.
"I'm so close," Brett moans, bucking up as she lowers herself onto him.
"Fuck," Santana moans sliding down him. "So big,"
She places a hand on his chest as she starts to fuck herself on him. The room fills with their moans.
"Shit San I'm going to come." Brett groans.
She starts rubbing her clit, falling on him as she comes. She smiles as she feels him shoot his come in her.
"That was wow," Brett says holding her to him. "You need to be on top more often."
"You just like that you didn't have to work hard at all." Santana says kissing his chin.
"Maybe," Brett softly says.
They lay there in silence for a good twenty minutes before Brett speaks up.
"I love you so much." Brett softly says.
"I love you too," Santana says turning to look at him.
"Where are we headed?" Brett asks so quietly that Santana almost doesn't hear him.
"What to do you mean?" Santana asks frowning.
Brett gently rubs the wrinkle in her forehead out.
"As a couple where are we headed? I mean obviously we're serious since you and Cal are living here with me, but what's next? I want to make sure we want the same things." Brett says tracing his fingers along her face.
"B," Santana chuckles. "Do you really think that we don't want the same things? I'm pretty sure Cal likes you more than me. I hate to break it to you, but you're stuck with us for a very long time."
"I want that." Brett says leaning in to kiss her.
"Good because that would suck if you didn't." Santana sighs happy to know they're on the same page. "I'm not saying I want this now since I think we still need to get to know each other but I do want to marry you in the near future."
"I completely agree baby." Brett says yawning.
"How about we finish this talk up in the morning." Santana suggests.
She really does want to talk this through with him. Now that they're living together it only makes sense that their headed for marriage and probably kids down the line. Especially since Cal's so attacked, she doubts he would ever like any other guy half as much as he likes Brett. She's so happy how things have worked out she's seriously considering asking him to adopt Cal. The only thing stopping her has been fear. Even though she knows Brett loves Cal and takes amazing care of him actually being someone's parent is different.
"Nope, let's finish it now while I'm still thinking of all of this." Brett says wrapping his arms around her.
"Okay, after we're married or at least engaged I'd like to have at least one more child." Santana says. "I want a daughter."
"I was hoping to have another boy and two girls." Brett says. "That way they each will have someone of the same gender close to their age."
"B," Santana sighs. "You're perfect."
"I'm not perfect." Brett says laying his head on her chest.
"Go to sleep B, we've had a long day." Santana whispers.
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"Cal sweetie don't run too far ahead." Santana shouts.
"Stop worrying so much San, we're still on your dad's property." Brett says smirking to himself.
He's going to show her the property he just bought which is right next to the twenty acres that the Lopez's own.
"No I pretty sure we're on old man Richard's property now. We should probably leave before he decides to shoot at us." Santana says starting to get nervous.
"He put it up for sale a month ago." Brett informs her.
"Great now we're going to be shot by whoever owns the property." Santana sarcastically says. "Cal get back here!" she shouts.
"Brett said I could play here and choose where I want my tree fort." Cal shouts.
"On your grandfather's property." Santana sighs.
"No he said over here." Cal says looking over at Brett.
"I did tell him that we could build one over here." Brett says taking Santana's hands in his. "The reason I was asking you so many questions about where we are headed is because this morning I finalized the papers buying this ten acre lot."
She stares at him in complete awe. This is what she's always wanted, to be close to her parents.
"You didn't," she gasps.
"Yes I did, I plan on building us a house here, along with anything else you want." Brett says smiling more as she does.
"I can't believe you bought the land next to my dad to build your house." Santana says not sure if this will truly be her house too or not.
"Our house San, I want you to help design it. This is the home I hope we spend the rest of our lives in. I want you to have everything you could possibly want." Brett tells her wiping away a few of her tears that have fallen.
"Brett, I don't know what to say." Santana softly whispers.
"Can I help build it?" Cal asks walking back over, never at a lost to say something.
"Of course you can little man." Brett says.
"We both will," Santana says wanting to learn some things about building.
"That sounds like a plan to me." Brett says wrapping his arms around her and putting his head on her shoulder.
"Thanks for buying this for us. I know it probably-"
"San," Brett says cutting her off. "I wouldn't have bought this land if I didn't want it."
"Thanks anyway." Santana says deciding now is the time to ask him. "B?"
"Yes hon," Brett says turning her around to look her in the eyes.
"Would you like to um….possibly adopt Cal? He loves you and I know you love him. You've been an amazing father figure for him since you first met and I want you to be his actual father." Santana rambles.
He grabs her face staring in her eyes before kissing her deeply.
"Yes I will be his father." Brett says. "This is a huge day for us."
"It is we should get back for lunch. Then we have a lot of planning to do." Santana says.
"Yes we do," Brett says smiling. "Cal! Come on it's time to eat." he shouts.
"We're getting a new house?" Cal asks looking up at his mom and Brett.
"Yes, you know Brett's building us a house. You offered to help a few minutes ago." Santana says shaking her head.
"Oh I thought he was building someone else a house." Cal says smiling. "I get to design my own room?" he asks.
She looks over to Brett to see what he thinks.
"Of course you can." Brett says ruffling his hair.
"Cool, I want Thor this time." Cal says smiling at the fact that he'll now have a bat cave room at his grandparents and now a Thor style room coming in his new house.
The rest of the walk back to the Lopez mansion is pretty silent. Brett has his arm looped around Santana's shoulders as Cal runs out in front of them climbing trees and hiding behind things.
"When should we tell him I'm adopting him?" Brett softly says.
"After we get it all finalized. We can talk to my parents after Cal's asleep about getting all the paperwork." Santana says kissing him.
"Whatever you want babe." Brett says.
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"B," Cal says after Brett reads him a story.
"Yes little man." Brett says.
"You're always going to be here right?" Cal asks.
"Of course I am little man." Brett says frowning, wondering where this is coming from.
"Good," Cal says snuggling into the blankets.
"Why do you ask?" Brett questions.
"Because you make mommy happy and my friends at school keep saying how their parents boyfriends and girlfriends leave." Cal says.
"Don't listen to them." Brett says scooting over closer to him. "I promise to never leave you or your mom okay."
"I love you B," Cal says hugging him.
"I love you too." Brett says gently patting his back. "Now go to sleep little man."
Brett tip toes out as Cal falls into a deep slumber. He heads back down to the living room where Santana and her parents are sitting. Walking down he pauses when he hears them talking about the adoption.
"Are you sure about this?" Mario asks his daughter.
"Yes daddy, Brett's building us a house next door. He bought the property. We both know he's serious about us. I want him to legally be Cal's dad incase anything happens to me." Santana tells him.
"If it's what you want then I'll get all the paperwork together that we need." Maria says smiling at her daughter.
"Thanks mom," Santana says.
With that Brett walks the rest of the way into the living room.
"He's asleep." Brett says sitting next to Santana.
"I was just telling my parents that you're going to adopt Cal and that you bought the property next to theirs." Santana informs him.
"Good," Brett says looking at the elder Lopezs.
"I didn't even know that Mr. Richards was selling. I would have bought it." Mario says. "At least you'll be living there, I wouldn't want anyone else."
"I had to show him my birth certificate to prove that I wasn't related to you. He really hates you." Brett says.
"Once he realizes you're dating my daughter he's going to have a cow." Mario says laughing.
A few minutes later Santana yawns and knows they should head home. She actually has to go in to work tomorrow as her month long vacation is finally over.
"We'd better head home, I actually have to go to work tomorrow." Santana says.
"I'll go grab Cal," Brett says.
"Leave him here, you can pick him up in the morning since he's already asleep." Maria says.
"Okay, thanks." Brett says helping Santana up. "Come on honey let's head home."
"I can't wait for them to get married." Maria whispers to her husband.